((OOC: Backdated.))
*Private Entry*
I am so confused. I hate this.
When I was trying to find my dad, I had a strange thought. What if one of the gods was my father? It sounds crazy, but for some reason it felt right. I can’t explain it.
I asked Mom about it. She was evasive. She said that my dad was just some guy she met on a dig. I went and asked Zeus if he was my father. Don’t ask me what I was thinking. He just laughed and basically told me to run along and play.
I searched some more using the letter my dad had sent me. All of my life, he’s never contacted me. I would get a birthday card every year that was supposedly from him, but was actually sent by one of his sisters. Then, after my identity as Wonder Girl was made public, I get a letter from Dad. Convenient, huh?
So, I found where he lived, and went to see him. It was a bit uncomfortable, and a good portion of that was my fault. I didn’t want to like him. He didn’t know me and didn’t bother to try to know me until I was famous. But I made an effort, and I’ve visited with him a few times since then. And you know what? It hasn’t been bad. I didn’t want to like him, but I started to.
Then I find out I wasn’t so crazy when I questioned Zeus. While we were in Greece, he saved me when Hades attacked me. While he and Hades fought, he said that his daughters are his greatest pride. I still didn’t get it at that point. It wasn’t until Hades turned to attack me, and called me “niece” that it sunk in.
Why did he deny me before? Why did he just tell me to go away, and then pretend to be someone else? And why did Mom lie to me when I asked her?
I just hate feeling like this.